Rani’s body was covered in marks. Her wrists had rope burns, her big boobs were sore with red circles from being tied, and her pussy was stretched and leaking Mr. Raj’s thick cum. She felt like a completely used maid whose body no longer belonged to her. But every night she waited for Mr. Raj’s next dark command with a strange hunger.

The next night, after all servants left and the big haveli became quiet, Mr. Raj called Rani to his bedroom. Rani went with trembling legs. As soon as she entered, Mr. Raj locked the door and looked at her with cold, dangerous eyes.